- kslivesay
Will You Swing By?
Updated: Nov 13, 2019
Two years and one day ago, my father-in-law, Larry Livesay, passed away. This is a poem I wrote for him. Six months ago today, my Aunt Fifi passed away. Five days ago, my only other aunt, Mary Beth, passed away. Death is hard. But I do want to wait with faith and hope for all that is to come. For now, I will pray and remember and listen to the melodies of Mary Beth's wind chimes ringing out crisp and clear in my frozen yard.

The Fall is almost gone now
Cold air has moved in
And the last remains of Summer's garden
Frozen in the yard.
After we make it through
The cold first Winter without you
Without you here to pop in
Sit around our table
When we have passed all the holidays without you
Pushed on through the dark cold of January
We will head into Spring
Slowly
Very slowly
But when it comes
We will miss your arrival --
Tomato and onion plants in hand.
We will try our best
To build the patio without you.
Without your sure hands
And the boys talking to you
Your laughter and toil
Will you swing by then?
In the Spring
Oh please do.
Please come by
I know we will plant tomatoes
And onions
Lay plans
And place bricks
Without you --
But will you swing by?
We will be thinking of you in our Springtime yard.
Will you whisper to us
One of your tips --
Or two?
Because I don't think it would go
Nearly so well without you.